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We crack clouds on our knuckles and spill peeling paint on honeysuckles. Brows crooked; rivers and bridges, boats dilapidated oars lost since ages. Voices echo through the pale skin tears shadow like ocean's oil spills. Parched floor stays above skinny gorges in colours of greys, of winds, of surges. And then we say we miss each other. Missed. Mhhm. Ps. Do NOT take the bg into consideration in relation to the poem. I just liked it, lol. #theunsungquill #poetry

We crack clouds on our knuckles and spill peeling paint on honeysuckles. Brows crooked; rivers and bridges, boats dilapidated oars lost since ages. Voices echo through the pale skin tears shadow like ocean's oil spills. Parched floor stays above skinny gorges in colours of greys, of winds, of surges. And then we say we miss each other. Missed. Mhhm. Ps. Do NOT take the bg into consideration in relation to the poem. I just liked it, lol. #theunsungquill #poetry

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tinted~— % & Seeing the sepia fall, all I wanted to do was crush the leaves one by one and then all at once, slow and long, with my bare feet.

tinted~— % & Seeing the sepia fall, all I wanted to do was crush the leaves one by one and then all at once, slow and long, with my bare feet.

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~pragati — % & (i) Madhav was curiously looking at the wire where the white light was falling. His sibling told him if you pray while looking at it, your

~pragati — % & (i) Madhav was curiously looking at the wire where the white light was falling. His sibling told him if you pray while looking at it, your